laughed with relief. Then his hands held my face, and he crushed his mouth to mine. He opened his mouth wide, twirling his tongue with mine as he held my face to his with his hands.
Right there in the kitchen, we kissed. It was so deep, slow and consuming, I think he was trying to crawl inside me. Although our desire grew—I could feel him harden against me—we didn't move to undress.
It was more than raw passion. So much more.
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It was emotion. And when we broke apart to
breathe, Kira kept my face against his, our mouths against each other, and as his eyes slowly opened, I could see it.
It was love.
I smiled, and he smiled. When I blushed, he
laughed. I put my finger to his lips, but he still smiled. "Do you mean it?" he asked. "Is that how you really feel about me?"
I nodded. "I'm new to the whole love thing," I admitted quietly.
Kira pressed his hand to my chest. "But I make your heart beat funny?"
I nodded.
Then he slid his hand to my stomach. "You get butterflies when you think of me?"
I chuckled and nodded.
He smiled, and his fingers traced my temple. "Do you think of me all the time?"
All the damn time. I nodded. Then he whispered,
"Do you dream of me?"
I smiled and nodded, embarrassed to admit that.
He lifted my chin with his fingers, and his eyes were so close to mine. "Does the thought of not seeing me make you feel sick? Is it confusing and disorienting and frightening and wonderful?"
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I looked into his eyes and nodded quickly.
Kira smiled and kissed me chastely. "I love you, too."
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Chapter 13
I got to work early on Monday, figuring with the weekend away, I'd have emails and messages to get through. I wasn't disappointed.
My mind kept wandering. I couldn't help but think of him—how we packed up the cabin, made out some more, then drove back to the city. We stopped in to see his parents and handed back the keys to the cabin. We stayed for a chat and a laugh before we went back to his place, and I swore his parents noticed the difference between us.
I felt like it was glaringly obvious. We were in love.
I loved him. He loved me. I felt like it was written in flashing neon signs, and I couldn't stop fucking smiling.
I was still grinning like an idiot when the others got to the office. They were full of snide remarks and knowing looks, and like always, I ignored them, not answering any of their questions about my weekend. Kurt and Tony were relentless, until Mitch sat down in his chair, across from me. "Leave him alone, guys. He's in love, remember?"
Just the mention of the word love gave me away. I smiled and blushed like a school girl.
"Holy shit," Mitch whispered. I looked at him as he leaned back in his chair, his eyes didn't leave my face. He
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shook his head and muttered, "Well, I'll be damned. You went and fell in love."
I looked at my partner, trying to control my grin and changed the topic completely. "Any developments over the weekend I should know about?"
He was still staring at me. "A lot, apparently."
I rolled my eyes at him. "I meant work related."
He grinned. "Nothing we couldn't handle." Then he added with a flicker of his eyebrows, "How about you?
Anything you couldn't handle?"
I cleared my throat and smiled. "I managed just fine, thank you."
Mitch nodded. "I bet you did."
Kurt and Tony both laughed, finding my new found love life amusing. But they soon got called away, and when it was just Mitch and me, I took a deep breath, and before I lost my nerve, I said, "I need to talk to you later. Just us, okay?'
Mitch blinked, surprised. "Sure." He looked around the office, and while there were others around, we were basically alone. "Don't want to talk about it now?"
I didn't want to have my coming out discussion at work. "Not here," I told him, suddenly very nervous about what it was I'd be telling him. "It's
Right there in the kitchen, we kissed. It was so deep, slow and consuming, I think he was trying to crawl inside me. Although our desire grew—I could feel him harden against me—we didn't move to undress.
It was more than raw passion. So much more.
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It was emotion. And when we broke apart to
breathe, Kira kept my face against his, our mouths against each other, and as his eyes slowly opened, I could see it.
It was love.
I smiled, and he smiled. When I blushed, he
laughed. I put my finger to his lips, but he still smiled. "Do you mean it?" he asked. "Is that how you really feel about me?"
I nodded. "I'm new to the whole love thing," I admitted quietly.
Kira pressed his hand to my chest. "But I make your heart beat funny?"
I nodded.
Then he slid his hand to my stomach. "You get butterflies when you think of me?"
I chuckled and nodded.
He smiled, and his fingers traced my temple. "Do you think of me all the time?"
All the damn time. I nodded. Then he whispered,
"Do you dream of me?"
I smiled and nodded, embarrassed to admit that.
He lifted my chin with his fingers, and his eyes were so close to mine. "Does the thought of not seeing me make you feel sick? Is it confusing and disorienting and frightening and wonderful?"
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I looked into his eyes and nodded quickly.
Kira smiled and kissed me chastely. "I love you, too."
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Chapter 13
I got to work early on Monday, figuring with the weekend away, I'd have emails and messages to get through. I wasn't disappointed.
My mind kept wandering. I couldn't help but think of him—how we packed up the cabin, made out some more, then drove back to the city. We stopped in to see his parents and handed back the keys to the cabin. We stayed for a chat and a laugh before we went back to his place, and I swore his parents noticed the difference between us.
I felt like it was glaringly obvious. We were in love.
I loved him. He loved me. I felt like it was written in flashing neon signs, and I couldn't stop fucking smiling.
I was still grinning like an idiot when the others got to the office. They were full of snide remarks and knowing looks, and like always, I ignored them, not answering any of their questions about my weekend. Kurt and Tony were relentless, until Mitch sat down in his chair, across from me. "Leave him alone, guys. He's in love, remember?"
Just the mention of the word love gave me away. I smiled and blushed like a school girl.
"Holy shit," Mitch whispered. I looked at him as he leaned back in his chair, his eyes didn't leave my face. He
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shook his head and muttered, "Well, I'll be damned. You went and fell in love."
I looked at my partner, trying to control my grin and changed the topic completely. "Any developments over the weekend I should know about?"
He was still staring at me. "A lot, apparently."
I rolled my eyes at him. "I meant work related."
He grinned. "Nothing we couldn't handle." Then he added with a flicker of his eyebrows, "How about you?
Anything you couldn't handle?"
I cleared my throat and smiled. "I managed just fine, thank you."
Mitch nodded. "I bet you did."
Kurt and Tony both laughed, finding my new found love life amusing. But they soon got called away, and when it was just Mitch and me, I took a deep breath, and before I lost my nerve, I said, "I need to talk to you later. Just us, okay?'
Mitch blinked, surprised. "Sure." He looked around the office, and while there were others around, we were basically alone. "Don't want to talk about it now?"
I didn't want to have my coming out discussion at work. "Not here," I told him, suddenly very nervous about what it was I'd be telling him. "It's
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